An Alternative Parisian Birthday Party

Bonfire Night is undoubtedly in my top three celebrations, which I patiently await each year. It is made more fantastic by the fact that the second Guy Fawkes Night is over, my birthday begins! 2016 was the year I turned 19 which is as unexciting as it sounds, so I wasn’t overly pumped for it. Even more so as it was my first birthday not at home with my family. I originally planned to just sit in and watch New Girl on Netflix in my cosy pyjamas.

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The Best Valentines Day

I’m not really one for Valentine’s Day. I think it’s commercialised, silly, and downright competitive over who can get the most approval on social media for their chosen partner. Although this may just me being a little bitter as I’ve never celebrated it as such with a partner. Not that that now matters, as I highly doubt any Valentine’s Day in my life will top Valentine’s Day 2017, which is a big achievement, considering I spent it with my mother.

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Kapaleeswarar Temple

A bright and colourful, yet busy temple, that I hadn’t heard of but discovered through Trip Advisor as the #1 thing to do in Chennai, India.

This temple is located in Mylapore, Chennai and is dedicated to the Lord Shiva. Lord Shiva was worshiped in the form of a peacock and also known as Mylai which in Tamil means ‘peacock’.  It was constructed in 7th century CE and welcomes many worshippers and tourists.

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Medusa’s Woes

I thought it was love,

our endless plight.

I kept you close,

held on tight.


I revealed my demons,

you couldn’t hide.

Monstrous beings surround me,

piercing eyes


You ruined our union,

broke my heart

I keep my promises

until death do us part


Yes I should’ve realised,

should’ve always known,

That your fate

was forever set in stone

Christmas @ Disneyland Paris

Known from here on in as ‘the day I courageously embarked across Paris on a solo adventure to the happiest place on Earth’.

Ok I adore Disney, I assume if you’re still reading then you’re in the same boat. Like most kids I was raised watching the films, listening to the songs, and still cry at some (more than a few…) scenes, not that I’ll name any, for fear of tearing up.

I was gifted my ticket by my host family for my 19th birthday and I was so so excited to go! The main issue I came across however was that no one either wanted to or could come with me until nearer the summer, which was heartbreaking to my Christmas loving soul. I don’t really know when I made the decision to just go on my own, I think it was down to my own stubbornness that I shouldn’t be letting anxiety stop me from living my gosh darn life. So when my host family asked if I was going to go, I quite simply said “yes”.

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Losing sight

I saw your kindness and beauty,

Only thinking of what could be,

And as you continued living unaware,

I was drowning in your sea


Lac de Monteynard

Hidden away in the French Alps, 20km south of Grenoble, is the artificial water reservoir of Lac de Monteynard. The lake offers the opportunity for activities such as fishing, as well as being suitable for water sports, such as kitesurfing and kayaking. There are water sport schools and clubs located by the lake so the sports are available to everyone from beginners to advanced level. Surrounding the lake are two trails, one suitable for families with young children and pushchairs and a ‘sporty’ one. We took the sporty one as it is closer to the lake, offers beautiful views, and isn’t overly challenging for older children (aged 9 and up).

My favourite thing about the Lac, forgetting the views, were the 2 Himalayan foot bridges that the lake boasts; the Ebron bridge and the Drac bridge.

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Sunny writing day at the beach

Poem written whilst sat on the beach at Domino, L’ile d’Oleron.

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The real beauty of hostels

I’ve always thought hostels were smart. Toilets in the hallway so the flush and/or smell don’t disturb people sleeping – genius. At least I thought it was a good idea until I woke up needing a wee at 3am, and realised with deep regret that I got stuck with a top bunk and a dodgy ladder to navigate in the dark. Shifting awkwardly in the darkness to avoid tripping over someone’s bag and praying that you don’t fall on someone sleeping. How would you even explain that? Continue reading “The real beauty of hostels”

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